tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85604820960353886392018-03-06T14:50:57.371+00:00Wilde thoughtsThe thoughts, rants and musings of an over-emotional geek.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-77394984357517768932012-03-12T17:06:00.000+00:002012-03-12T17:06:10.863+00:00The Sky F1 Show - A ranty review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/02077/sky_2077770b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/02077/sky_2077770b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I need a proper outlet for my F1 rambles because, in my real life form, I have quite the following based around the sport. However, I don't have an F1 blog and I don't have the time to start one so my ramblings are getting dumped here. If anyone wants to give me a smutty, rambly weekly F1 column then I'm all ears!<br /><br />Anyway, Mr. Wilde and I watched the first show on the new Sky Sports F1 HD channel. Firstly, considering all the adverts were so flashy, it was a little dull. I know they haven't had the chance to go out and film any beautiful, high-def, slow-mo car shots yet but still. The show was a bit of a let down.<br /><br /><b><span style="font-size: large;">Presenters</span></b><br /><br />I don't like the pundits-on-the-sofa approach either. There was something wrong with the outfits. Perhaps it was Damon Hill's vest, Simon Lazenby's chest hair or Martin Brundle's bad jean/jacket combo. I can't quite put my finger on it but something was wrong.<br /><br />Now, I am a huge fan of BBC's Jake Humphrey (mainly for aesthetic reasons, I'll admit). So I was hoping that if I were being a BBC-traitor then I'd at least have some eye candy. Simon Lazenby is relatively attractive but in talking about F1 he seemed kind of wooden, as if he was simply reading from a script rather than having any knowledge of the sport himself.<br /><br />Georgie's interview with Jenson was cringe-worthy. She wasn't dressed appropriately, although she did look smokin' hot! Some male friends said she was there to help draw the female viewers in. No, I think she's definitely there for the benefit of male viewers.<br /><br />Natalie Pinkham and Anthony Davidson were good. Natalie's outfit choice was questionable (was she wearing pedal pushers?) but she's nice to look at. Anthony Davidson is lovely, looked rather dashing and obviously knows his stuff.<br /><br />I am very much enjoying seeing more of Ted Kravitz. He know's what he's talking about and is good in front of the camera. He stole the show for me. Yay for more Ted!<br /><br />I didn't like the idiot presenter who doesn't know anything about Formula One. No, just fuck off.<br /><br /><b><span style="font-size: large;">Technology</span></b><br /><br />The Skypad. What's that about? When they first started using it I was baffled that they weren't acknowledging it and saying how cool it was. Apparently they use it for the football, though, so that would explain why they don't see it as a new commodity and I do...<br /><br />It's a cool piece of technology. I like the dragging and dropping of the videos and the slow-motion dial. It's all very swish. Is it really necessary though? I can't wait for live shows when that fucks up.<br /><br />The 3D representation of the McLaren was very impressive. I liked that. Good to get a look at a car from all different angles.<br /><br /><b><span style="font-size: large;">Coverage</span></b><br /><br />It was okay but I'm going to reserve judgement until we actually hit the F1 season. Obviously adverts were annoying but we won't be having those during races. (But we will during build up...)<br /><br />The rest of the stuff on the channel seems to be very repetitive. I'm hoping that, once the season is underway, I will be able to watch the channel at multiple times during the day and not see the same programme being repeated over and over.<br /><br />More swish shots of pit stops, close encounters and Mark Webber please.<br /><br />Also, someone tell me Martin will still be doing his pit walks and that all the Sky build up will be at the track rather than in the stupid studio. That studio lacks character. Someone buy them a pot plant, please.<br /><br />I'm pretty sure I'm going to be sticking with the BBC for the live races I can watch with them. Not only for the Jake/Eddie/DC dynamic but also because the coverage has been tip-top for the last few years and I don't think Sky will match that.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-82061282748105948332012-02-06T13:58:00.000+00:002012-02-06T13:58:08.541+00:00Predictions for Formula One in 2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BPEDBe2uhlQ/Ty_cBmz7pSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BwHrF5CKJls/s1600/McLaren_MP4-27_Technical_Launch_2012-506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BPEDBe2uhlQ/Ty_cBmz7pSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BwHrF5CKJls/s320/McLaren_MP4-27_Technical_Launch_2012-506.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>&nbsp;I'm itching to sit down and watch the F1, I'm even tempted by Sky now that I know they'll be showing GP2 and GP3 coverage too. We have our annual season review and curry session coming up and no doubt there will be plenty of speculation as to the events of the upcoming season.<br /><br />Some of these are quite silly and I may not share them with my F1 collective but at least they are here, on the internet now. If any of them are correct, expect me to brag.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5ypd6IZ-pQ/Ty_cC3yVNCI/AAAAAAAAADY/eABTvx3yMqw/s1600/McLaren_MP4-27_Technical_Launch_2012-1253.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5ypd6IZ-pQ/Ty_cC3yVNCI/AAAAAAAAADY/eABTvx3yMqw/s320/McLaren_MP4-27_Technical_Launch_2012-1253.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><ul><li>Kimi Raikonnen will be fucking amazing and will be able to beat the Mercedes</li><li>Mark Webber won't&nbsp;tolerate&nbsp;Sebastian Vettel's dominance and we'll therefore see them being more evenly matched</li><li>Nico Hulkenberg will do much, much better than team mate Paul Di Resta</li><li>A few podiums for Lotus&nbsp;</li><li>Toro Rosso might be a bit more consistent this year</li><li>Lewis Hamilton will get his act together and actually drive like he has the talent to</li><li>Mark Webber will stop having dire starts</li><li>Caterham will be worthy of the back of the mid-field</li><li>Tyre strategy will be more important than ever and as a result Jenson Button will do well</li><li>My obsession with Fernando Alonso will grow...</li></ul><div>The end</div><div><br /></div><div>(Picture-wise this may seem like a very McLaren-dominated post. Well, the car is pretty and Martin Whitmarsh looks good in a suit, so there.)</div>Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-91320914198118893052012-01-20T12:33:00.000+00:002012-01-20T12:33:25.802+00:00SOPA/PIPAMr. Wilde and I had a heated conversation the other night about all this anti-piracy stuff. I'm not for it, of course, I enjoy all my piracy.<br /><br />However I was making the point that downloading stuff was wrong (although not so wrong that it would stop me, or the average internet user but it was illegal and I understood why).<br /><br />He said, if something was aired on television he is allowed to watch but he misses it why shouldn't he be allowed to download it?<br /><br />Firstly because he is keeping it and secondly because of the way in which he downloads it.<br /><br />The people who put TV shows and movies on a torrent site are doing so illegally with the intent to breach copyright laws and distribute that film/show. It doesn't matter if it's perfectly legal for a friend of ours to record said TV show on his TV and give it to us on disk/tape.<br /><br />Mr. Wilde kept making the point that it is not illegal for our friend to record something off Sky and give it to us to watch (as people who don't have Sky.) But that's not why piracy is illegal.<br /><br />In another context...<br /><br />Just because you are allowed to eat cake does not mean that people are allowed to steal cake to feed to you. That's sort of what is happening here. Sort of.<br /><br />But anyway, fuck all that. Let's keep the interwebs as it is, please. You can sign the petition at:&nbsp;<a href="http://americancensorship.org/">http://americancensorship.org/</a>Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-22490860205565833192011-12-05T12:52:00.000+00:002011-12-05T12:52:39.913+00:00You don't see anorexic fat people<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvq74zQSon1r45187o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvq74zQSon1r45187o1_500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I want to touch on a rather sensitive subject of eating disorders. I am by no means pro-ED but I do follow the Thinspo tag on Tumblr and it does motivate me. I understand that some anorexic habits can help you to lose weight but essentially it's a destructive path that no one should have to face. Those suffering with eating disorders often do it alone or in secrecy. Not all of them want to to get out of the bad habits.<br /><br />Following the <a href="http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/thinspo" target="_blank">Thinspo</a> tag on Tumblr I've learned a lot about eating disorders. I look at pictures of skinny, fit women for inspiration. It really helps me to see what I could one day achieve. However, seeing your entire ribcage is not sexy but that's a post for another day.<br /><br />People only start getting worried about anorexic (or bulimic) tendencies when someone starts getting to a healthy weight. Yet there are girls out there who are overweight and starving themselves to get thin. But, because they are losing weight, it's okay. A healthy weight is a good thing so do whatever the hell you can to get there!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvq3pbDAZA1r61rleo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvq3pbDAZA1r61rleo1_500.png" width="400" /></a></div><br />You can be 200lbs and have an eating disorder. Even if an ED does help you to lose weight it's not healthy. Surely these illnesses can be prevented from getting so bad that someone dies if they are caught earlier.<br /><br />I was saying to Mr. Wilde how I feel guilty even when I eat the smallest amounts of foods and how any calories seem like too many. He told me to get out of that mindset because it was bad, wrong and if it got worse could kill me. I weight 190lbs. He noticed it. Does anyone notice it for the poor chubby girls on Tumblr who are literally doing anything they can to get thin?<br /><br />This is a topic that frustrates me no end. Fat people can have bulimia or anorexia but more often than not no one notices because they are beginning to look better and society dictates that is a good thing. 80lbs later they could be in an unbreakable cycle they see as a habit that has earned them praise on losing weight and looking better. They'll want to continue that and probably won't know when to stop.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">(<b>Images:</b> Just some examples of what gets posted under Thinspo on tumblr. I'm not saying either of those girls are anorexic. They look pretty healthy to me.)</div>Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-48020653593304440552011-12-05T11:06:00.000+00:002011-12-05T11:06:50.566+00:00Review: Black Mirror<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/02073/rory_kinnear_2073711b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="257" src="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/02073/rory_kinnear_2073711b.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo: Channel 4</td></tr></tbody></table>Holy fuck. Something I liked!<br /><br />Charlie Brooker (known mainly for complaining about things) has made a few hour-long shows, the first of which was broadcast last night. Black Mirror, on the surface, was about the Prime Minister being forced into sex with a pig on live TV, all to save a princess.<br /><br />It certainly got Twitter thinking. The Black Mirror tag was full of speculation over whether or not David Cameron would do such a thing if Kate was kidnapped. However, a lot of people were asking 'what's the point?' and 'was there a moral to that?'<br /><br />Yes, of course there was. The point is the state of the human race and how we get excited by another person's suffering. The whole thing could've been avoided if everyone in the UK had refused to tune into the act. However, EVERYONE tuned in.<br /><br />There's also the point that the media and the internet cannot be controlled. The fact that #blackmirror was trending worldwide on Twitter was beautiful irony.<br /><br />A well thought out show. The Turner Prize nod was brilliant (and relevant) and I can't wait for next week's. It seemes to be about a televised talent show and will be broadcast right after the X Factor final. Utter perfection.<br /><br />Charlie Brooker is a genius. There's not much that can make me squirm but that most certainly did.<br /><br /><b>Just for the record, I would watch. Although I'd rather Nick Clegg was involved too. </b><br /><br />Did you see it? What did you think?Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-29313934890628198272011-11-21T14:10:00.000+00:002011-11-21T14:10:35.936+00:00The 99%<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/duncan/6310197477/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Grow the real economy, Occupy London protest, St. Paul's Cathedral by duncan, on Flickr"><img alt="Grow the real economy, Occupy London protest, St. Paul's Cathedral" height="375" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6240/6310197477_60742ec960.jpg" width="500" /></a></div><br />Okay. I sit quite snugly in the 99%. I don't know anyone in the 1%.<br /><br />Am I right in thinking that all these protests are against the 1% because we all work hard but in the end our money goes straight to them? Or is it just general anti-capitalist woe?<br /><br />The 1% have no doubt worked very hard to be where they are today. The bankers in question probably started out as bank clerks and cashiers before moving up the food chain.<br /><br />I agree they shouldn't be getting huge bonuses on top of their six-figure (seven-figure?) salaries but they've done well for themselves. Better than the uneducated (or perhaps those in the process of being educated - students like to protest, right?) and unemployed who seem set on complaining about everything rather than doing something about the life they aren't happy with.<br /><br />I'm 23, I got A-levels but didn't go to university. I earn more than anyone I know in my age range. Why? Because I worked hard at it. I was unemployed for a while, got a shit job to pay the bills but all the while I was doing things that would either look good on my CV or would get me into the position to meet people who might want to employ me.<br /><br />If you are sitting in a tent at one of the various protest sites around the world surely you don't have a job... Isn't the complaint that the 99%'s wages are going to the 1%? <br /><br />I'm fairly sure that the protesters are unemployed, anti-capitalist hippies who just want something to complain about but I'd be happy to be proved wrong.<br /><br />I'd be one of the first to agree that the government and the economy needs sorting out. Bankers shouldn't be giving themselves 49% pay rises and their staff just 2.5%. It's clear that people are struggling and we are sinking into another recession but what will camping outside a church do about it?Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-26794895368803781832011-11-14T10:53:00.000+00:002011-11-14T10:53:27.007+00:00London, groping, men and dancingI went to London over the weekend to meet with some girls I write with. After a very lengthy (and not all that great) meal at Jamie's Italian we headed to a nearby bar. That gorgeous establishment happened to be Yates's. Not the classiest of places and it did cost us £7 (fuck you, London) to get in but there was music and booze.<br /><br />It started as we were standing at the bar. Blokes groping, grabbing and trying to talk to us. Looking at them with a friendly 'no' did nothing. 'Fuck off' eventually did the job.<br /><br />Then we danced and they were like flies to shit. My arse was grabbed, blokes kept trying to take me by the hand to dance with them. I was talked to, 'sexy' danced against. It was horrible. This was all when there were seven of us women dancing and they didn't get much less.<br /><br />Some girls filtered away leaving me and another (we were fucking sexy but not provocatively dressed) to dance.<br /><br />We danced and soon there was this congregation of men around us touching, dancing and trying to kiss my friend. This went on for a while with us making it very clear we weren't interested. Eventually we had a congregation of men around us simply watching, not touching. I suppose that would have to do. We tuned them out and got on with our night out.<br /><br />Something must be seriously wrong with society that makes men think it is appropriate to treat women like that. If a bloke wants to get with a girl then eye contact, plus dancing in the same area makes sense. If a woman makes it very clear she is not interested hen that should be that. But these men cannot take no for an answer.<br /><br />This could be down to the women that say no then continue to dance sexily alongside some man. So any other women that say no must just be playing hard to get.<br /><br />No means no you wankers.<br /><br />This is a perfect example of our don't get raped culture.<br /><br />Instead of telling us women what we can do to not get raped someone needs to tell these men about appropriate behaviour. It doesn't matter if you are drunk or simply cruising for a shag. It is not appropriate to grope women in a club.<br /><br />Do some girls go for that?<br /><br />I'd like to know your experiences of this.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-22336755713681398222011-09-16T09:11:00.000+00:002011-09-16T09:11:42.033+00:00Living the dream and being miserable about itMr. Wilde and I are grown ups. Last weekend we trawled round banks and estate agents setting ourselves up to buy a house. That was the easy part, the difficult part was finding the house.<br /><br />The numbers, money, planning and research is all fine but I am terrified when it comes to the actually house part because I know EXACTLY what it is I want.<br /><br />Last night I found it but Mr. Wilde isn't sure. Now there's this horrible thing hanging over my head but I don't know what it is. I can't get rid of it but it's making me live in fear that something, maybe even Mr. Wilde's indecision, will stop us from getting the glorious house.<br /><br />I've felt like this before and it ended in heartbreak. Looking back we didn't go with the three storey four bedroom house for good reason but there is no reason we shouldn't get this. If it were down to me I'd go for another viewing this weekend just to check things like what sort of cooker it has, where the plug sockets are and where the cat's litter tray would go.<br /><br />I had dreams last night of sanding and painting a little set of shelves to display my shoes and reupholstering a chair in skull-print fabric. I'm far too much on the emotional side of the spectrum, if I were logical like Mr. Wilde then I might be able restrain myself to mull it all over.<br /><br />I asked him:<br />- Do you like it?<br />- Can you see yourself living there?<br /><br />To both he answered yes. I said to him that I'd know when we found The House. I know and when we were looking round it he said that he knew too. He's very restrained when it comes to money so he has to think long and hard about everything he buys, even if it's a pair of jeans. He is by no means as frivolous as I am but I feel like he's going to talk himself out of a house that is utterly perfect for us.<br /><br />I want to cry. I don't know how to handle this.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-65166452177898425372011-07-15T14:26:00.000+00:002011-07-15T14:26:22.880+00:00Fucking waitingHave you ever wanted something so much it hurts and it's so close but you have to wait?<br /><br />I'm doing that now, waiting for an email that could change my life. If that email says yes then I'm going to be over the moon but it just isn't arriving despite what was said. I think I may be waiting until Monday but I'm making myself sick over this.<br /><br />I need to think positive thoughts and tell this sickening worry and anticipation to bugger off and leave me alone. I can't eat, I'm surprised I can sleep (two of my favourite things) and I'm checking my emails every five minutes despite the fact that I get really obvious notification messages if an email comes through.<br /><br />This is worse than the last time I went through this. Does that mean I want it more or that I hate my current situation?<br /><br />I need to get my life on track. I need to receive that email, get a yes and realise all my dreams. I would then have to tell two people I actually like quite a lot that I'm going to be leaving them. There may be tears. But only if I get this email saying 'we want you'. If I don't then it's back to pretending that this is perfect and that everyone should be jealous of me.<br /><br />I wish I could tell you all the scrummy details but even though this blog is secret (and no one fucking reads it anyway), I'd rather not jinx stuff.<br /><br />Sorry for my vagueness. Catharsisok?Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-81995780310468257952011-03-11T14:36:00.000+00:002011-03-11T14:36:20.723+00:00The DarklingsI suppose following a band around and being a fan shouldn't be stressful, but it is. You feel like you have a say in everything that goes on in their lives, you an involved in every aspect of their careers. Fans shape bands, they buy the records that get them a Christmas number two and they are the people filling the rows of sold out gigs.<br /><br />Bands should appreciate their fans.<br /><br />Despite the 15 year old stress I was under being a fan of The Darkness and how much I hated some of the people I met, those few years shaped my life into what it is now. I'm so much more world savvy. I'd seen and done so much more by my 16th birthday than most people do in a life time. I've partied hard, rubbed shoulders with the stars (Gene Simmons, The Darkness, Graham Coxon, Colin Murray, The Wildhearts to name a few), met wonderful people and have travelled the UK and Europe.<br /><br />I realised an ambition to write and was a music journalist for many years.<br /><br />But the real thing that made being a Darkling the most special was the people. One or two in particular.<br /><br />It started out with a few of us writing filth, real fucking dirty stuff. Then I pointed them all in the direction of slash (I was about 15 at this point). Six of us met up and had an instant rapport. Now, there's two of those five girls I don't speak to - for very different reasons. Two I have contact with on Facebook and miss dearly.<br /><br />The other is M'Colleague, best friend, co-captain and everything else I need in my life.<br /><br />The whole thing was worth it just to have a friend like that. She's a flouncy, eloquent, big-boobed piece of wonderfulness.<br /><br />This is all.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-45950896012870830882011-03-11T14:17:00.001+00:002011-03-11T14:19:52.805+00:00In the event of Darkness<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.100xr.com/100_XR/Artists/D/Darkness/The.Darkness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.100xr.com/100_XR/Artists/D/Darkness/The.Darkness.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>So, it looks like The Darkness are reforming. My feelings about this are mixed but before I get into that I'm going to give you a history lesson.<br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">The Darkling</span><br /><br />In 2003 (I think) I fell in love with a band, a band that would shape my life in more ways than I could possibly imagine. I went on the Darkness forum, I chatted, went to gigs and became a well known Darkling. I helped to create a fanzine. I met the band on more than one occasion. I drank with them. Wrote filth about them. And made some of the best friends of my fucking life.<br /><br />I also met some of the most vile, awful people ever. I realised that most of the band are actual wankers and I realised that I am better than this.<br /><br />Better than being a fangirl and it shaped the way I look at music, bands and those crazy fans. I won't go into detail, not here. But the way some people behave when in close proximity to band is ridiculous. I was too young to realise that waiting around for hours in the cold for a band who might not leave through that exit was ridiculous. <br /><br />Seeing the band react to people like me and how fucking crazy I was (and I was on the very, very low end of crazy fan) made me rethink music.<br /><br />I met some of the most amazing people, which I'll go into later, and I also realised my calling of becoming a writer and working in some kind of promotion.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">The present(ish)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">The bands we were given from The Darkness splitting were Hot Leg and The Stone Gods. Two bands I know I could've loved. The problem was that I was seeing the same crazy faces at each gig. I have grown out of being a crazy fan, I've managed enough bands and met enough famous people that the prospect of meeting more doesn't bother me. So standing around in the cold to meet a band containing people I'd already met was boring to me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">And yet that is what I did. I went to a HotLeg gig with someone who falls into the dedicated/crazy/stalkery fan category. She was driving. We waited around for hours in the freezing cold for this band. No sign of them. We eventually buggered off only to walk past a restaurant and see the vile fan we all hated in there eating with the band. That even annoyed me but I then had to endure two hours of ranting as we drove back. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">The future</span><br /><br />So The Darkness are going to reform, fucking yes! New Darkness music will fill me with joy. As a music fan I want to go to those gigs but I cannot get involved in all the fan politics and if I go to the gigs I will be recognised.<br /><br />I don't want to talk to those people, I don't want to be involved in anything they are doing. I want to lose myself in catsuits, music and big hair. I don't want my life to be ruled by which country I'm going to be travelling to next to get my Darkness fix. I know it doesn't have to be and I won't let it, I feel enough out of love with the band when they replaced the bassist that I can't fangirl over them.<br /><br />I just want the music but I know I'll get dragged into gigs with stalkers or I'll be asked to be involved in something that's way above my role of casual fan of their music.<br /><br />I want to see them live again. For ten thousand reasons that are too difficult to explain. But I don't want to interact with other fans, I don't want to see certain people from my past and I certainly don't want to get involved with any of the politics.<br /><br />I'm going to leave this post here. I've got two more rants that I will subject you to at a later time.<br /><br />Yours, Wilde - not a crazy fan anymoreVeer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-54925699600446509152011-03-10T08:12:00.002+00:002011-03-10T08:12:18.665+00:00A Lost dream and a lost dreamI was going to write about another Lost dream I had. I was trawling Tumblr while eating my Weetabix and I came across of a photo of Sam and Dean from Supernatural. I know they were in my dream and I know it was horny but I can't remember. Oh god, why can't I remember!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://images.starpulse.com/Photos/Previews/Lost-tv-802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.starpulse.com/Photos/Previews/Lost-tv-802.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><br /><br />Out of any fandom I have Lost dreams more than any (although less now that we've started rewatching &nbsp;it all.) Last night was a weird one, I'd gone into a shack where Jack, Kate, Sawyer, Hurley and Michael were. They were all terribly suspicious of me. I picked up a Winnie the Pooh badge and attached it to my top, no one saw. Jack came up to me and asked it where I was, he pressed himself right up against me.<br /><br />I don't actually like Jack, he's a whiny wankbag. But he is hot.<br /><br />Then some more people turned up on the island. We put them in a shed.<br /><br />We then left, all walking. Mr. Wilde was there and we were walking down a road. A bus had broken down. There was a massive tail back of cars and everyone was honking. At the end of the tail back there was a fight. I got involved.<br /><br />Then we went to a house two of our friends shared. It was at the top f a cliff, accessible by a staircase from the beach. We watched some Formula One. A friend of ours who lives in mainland Europe was there. Mr. Wilde was hugging him.<br /><br />That was a crap dream. Stupid brain.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-53744115636584055812011-02-22T12:25:00.000+00:002011-02-22T12:25:12.973+00:00Just the Inbetweeners all over again?<script src="http://video.unrulymedia.com/wildfire_24252607.js" type="text/javascript"></script><br /><br />Is this just the Inbetweeners all over again? Don't get me wrong, I thought the Inbetweeners was okay but judging from this Simon Bird plays exactly the same character. Geeky and awkward. However, kudos to having Brian from Spaced in it. And I suppose it'll have some brilliant one liners. ('You bumder'.)<br /><br />We shall have to wait and see but from this video what do you think? Are you looking forward to this show?Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-1495790183606939482011-02-07T12:57:00.001+00:002011-02-07T12:57:35.254+00:00Dreamstime: The crash<div style="text-align: center;"><i>This is going to be the inspiration for a novel one day.</i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://oneutah.org/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/jericho_mushroom_cloud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="223" src="http://oneutah.org/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/jericho_mushroom_cloud.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br />I'd left work, it had been a stressful day. The sky was clear but it was beginning to get dark, it seemed like the perfect time to go for a run. With work being so busy I'd been neglecting my fitness regime, I was going to take this time to zone out, to just think about the burn in my muscles rather than everything else I had to deal with.<br /><br />My plan was to run through the suburbs, towards the city and back. I was running down a road, one not often used by cars. My feet crunched through fallen, orange leaves and trees hung over my head. There were a few houses down that road, each of them had a dog tied up outside. Those dogs barked at me as I ran past. I remember thinking how weird that was. Why were all those dogs outside.<br /><br />I paused to catch my breath as I came out of the trees. I could see the city ahead of me. There was a shuttle being launched, one of those huge ones that was probably carrying all sorts of cargo up to the space station. At first I didn't realise quite how lethargically it was moving. It was climbing at an angle I'd never seen from such a large space shuttle. It climbed and slowed before arching over the city. I realised what was going on. Gravity grabbed it and began to sink downwards, now picking up pace.<br /><br />I knew I should run, get away from what was no doubt going to be a huge explosion. I doubted that the crew would be able to right the ship now. But I couldn't drag my eyes away as it sunk behind the trees. Moments later a cloud of fire and smoke shot upwards and the ground shook. I could feel an immense heat, the smell of smoke filled the air and the sky turned red.<br /><br />I began to run, north and away from the city. Back home. I wondered if my father had the sense to leave his lab and make his way home at a sensible time. God, I hoped so. I spared a quick thought for all of those in the blast radius. Even I, a few miles away, could feel that heat. I was still worried that a ripple of fire was making its way towards me. I ran faster than I ever had before and didn't stop until I'd arrived at my house two miles away.<br /><br />I rang my father but the line was dead.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-13698712979171547702011-02-03T13:59:00.000+00:002011-02-03T13:59:46.147+00:00I have to rewrite...I've realised that no only are scenes 3-10 boring, they're also badly written and some with no purpose at all. So, I thought I'd share with you exactly what I'm doing to get it all sorted with as little fuss and commotion as possible.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">Write down a summary of the scene in question.</span><br /><br />Who is involved? What happens? Is there conflict? How is it resolved?<br /><br />Don't deviate from what you've already written in the scene. Don't write what you want to happen, that can come later.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">Next write down the purpose of that scene</span><br /><br />Does it move the story along? Does it develop a character? If no then it might be worth getting rid of the scene all together. What should the purpose be, why did you write that scene? Does it fulfil its purpose?<br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">Write down your ideas for the rewrite</span><br /><br />How could the scene better fulfil its purpose? How can you make it more exciting? What do you need to improve?<br /><br />I've written reams and reams of notes for my rewrites now. My next step will be to write down who my characters are and what their goals are. I also need to know what's at stake if they don't reach those goals and what stands in the way of them getting to where they need to be.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-44674667742901414822011-01-28T13:07:00.000+00:002011-01-28T13:07:32.532+00:00Actually getting down to editingI know I have to edit my novel and I want to get it done so I can send it to a few people to read once it's all tidied up. But I'm finding it so difficult to make time for it. I guess that's because I'm a little scared to release it to the wild(e). I still feel weird about the whole thing, like there's this big hole in the middle of my heart that needs to be filled by a project of this magnitude.<br /><br />While I was writing this novel I had a few other projects that I was itching to start and now I can't seem to find inspiration of any of them. Weirdly, I'm going on a beginners writing course with my father in a few weeks, it's aimed at people who want to write a novel but don't know where to start. I suppose, right now, that applies to me.<br /><br />There are four stories that I could be writing. One I'm going to hold off on because it's not really in the same genre as everything else I've written (I guess it'd be classed as commercial fiction, maybe YA depending on how I end up writing it). Then there's one that's relatively new and has nothing written about it so far. I was so excited about it when writing up the plot, now I'm thinking it's a load of shit and I shouldn't bother.<br /><br />The next is a story that's probably about 15k in, the storyline and characters are clever but there's no real plot. My amnesic protagonist's goal is to find out who he is and go home (with a sci-fiish twist, of course) but there's no antagonist. I don't know whether the struggle should simply be him getting his memory back and slowly working his way back into society.<br /><br />But to me, that sounds boring, I'd rather he get his memory back sooner rather than later and the struggle is then dealing with the things he remembered, the things he's done and the place he's come from. The only thing holding me back is the fact that it's going to be epically long. I think I need to do some serious plotting on this one. Or maybe I should just fucking get on with it rather than moaning about it.<br /><br />Another thing that puts me off it is the fact that is deals with a very close male x male relationship, to the point where it could be called slash. While it would be a great story, is it commercially viable? <br /><br />The other is completely character driven. Frankie, who is featured in a post here. She is the most complex, original and brilliant character I have ever created. But she has no plot. I want to write it set in modern times. Her back story is closely related to vampires but I don't want to be one of those vampire writers.<br /><br />On a similarly vampirey note, I recently had an idea about a vampire that was entombed in concrete to stop him doing his crazy shit in the 1930s. He was buried under the site of what was to soon be a concentration camp. Then there are some half-baked ideas about him getting woken by some crazy people to be part of a war but he goes AWOL and on a rampage. The storyline would be all about tracking him down and stopping him.<br /><br />Then there's the erotica I want to write...Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-55754423599574868832011-01-25T10:04:00.000+00:002011-01-25T10:04:19.625+00:00First draft down and 2011 so far isn't better than 2010<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://nelshobbithole.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/manuscript.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://nelshobbithole.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/manuscript.gif" width="221" /></a></div>Well, I finished the first draft of my novel. Now I feel like there is this massive gap in my life. Like the characters have all just run away from me, as if they are no longer mine and are just itching to get out into the real world.<br /><br />I've been slaving over this story for about a year. I've developed as a writer, I've met other writers and I've accomplished so much.<br /><br />Of course, now I have 90,000 words to edit. Grammar to tidy up, continuity to fix, minor characters to develop. So much work still needs to be done on it and yet I feel a little bit scared and a lot weird.<br /><br />I wanted to celebrate last night, I thought that Mr. Wilde and I could have a few drinks and just do a bit of celebrating but I get home and he tells me that his grandad has only a week or so left. There's my full scale descent into misery.<br /><br />Between us we lost three grandparents last year, two of Mr. Wilde's and one of mine. I must've been delusional to think that his grandad would hold on through this year but I thought we might get a little time before he died.<br /><br />I hate being a fucking grown up. I wish all my grandparents were alive, I wish I could write a story, a few people would read it and that be that. But no, life's not allowed to be that easy.<br /><br />Lamely, all this was exacerbated by the fact that my printer decided to run out of ink while printing the last ten pages of the manuscript, which, with the way I was printing, means pages 7-17 are pretty much unreadable. I edited the first six pages then got no further. I drank whiskey and felt angry.<br /><br />Shit year is going to be shit.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-40207178604828433402011-01-19T14:28:00.001+00:002011-01-19T14:33:09.015+00:00Dreamstime: The man horse and peril!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">You've all had those days where you've argued with your best friend about which horse you get to ride. Well, I dreamt about that very same scenario.</div><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://stange-chalkboard.wikispaces.com/file/view/arabian_horse_boss.jpg/60551014/arabian_horse_boss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://stange-chalkboard.wikispaces.com/file/view/arabian_horse_boss.jpg/60551014/arabian_horse_boss.jpg" width="323" /></a>M'Colleague and I were in Cyprus getting ready for a horse riding session with a bunch of other holiday makers. The trip to the farm began with a jacuzzi, some champagne and biscuits. We then headed off into a field to choose our perfect horse. Being a fan of horse riding, horses and things with hooves in general, I was eager to find the biggest, sexiest horse I could find.<br /><br />Naturally, as M'Colleague is half a foot taller than me, she insisted on having a big, black mare I'd had my eye on. Reluctantly I relented and I feared that I'd be stuck with some crappy pony who would creak and crack under my weight.<br /><br />All the horses had been taken. No horsey for me.<br /><br />I told the owner and he said he'd find me a horse. I faffed around for a bit awaiting the hoofed delivery. Soon the trees at the edge of the field parted and a massive horse was towering over me. This horse was brown ("I prefer brown horses," I said) and he was fucking huge. Clearly over 20 hands tall (that's a horsey measurement, zombie fans).<br /><br />I was excited, this was a sexy horse.<br /><br />I climbed aboard and M'Colleague and I trotted around for a while until I decided that I wanted to gallop and frolick. I left M'Colleague to her small, black horse and trampled off into the woods. In the woods, something happened. There was peril of sorts and my horse collapsed. I was stuck with a massive, dead horse.<br /><br />Before my eyes MDH (massive dead horse) began to transform into a massive - tall - very alive, man. He could've been a Viking. He was wearing leather, had blonde hair, blue eyes and pale skin. He was also very tall and very muscular. After a bit of running around trying to avert some peril (I either don't remember it or I never knew what it was).<br /><br />There was then some snogging, which I vividly remembered this morning when the dream was all still a blur. It's nice to wake up and think "hang on, who was I snogging?"<br /><br /><b>The end.</b> No explanation of the peril and I don't know what happened to my Viking.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-78128033794169137042011-01-18T09:59:00.002+00:002011-01-18T10:03:21.990+00:00Blindness - Jose Saramago<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img height="400" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1161054077l/2526.jpg" width="265" /></div><br /><br />The thing that tempted me to buy this book was the fact that is was named as one of the most disturbing books in various internet lists. I began reading only to realise that the way in which it is written is entirely odd.<br /><br />I don't know if it's down to the fact that this, originally Portuguese, book's translator died part way through translating but the book has very little punctuation or paragraph breaks. I actually think it's a stylistic choice, which serves the purpose to thrust you into this world and into the craziness of what the characters are experiencing.<br /><br />To cut a long story short, a blindness epidemic has begun and those who are turning blind are being chucked into an asylum and quarantined from the rest of the world. We see the story omnisciently following a few of the first people to be taken into quarantine. We never find out their names they are simply described as 'the first blind man', 'the doctor', 'the girl with the dark glasses' and so on.<br /><br />My apologies for sounding like an English student (I'm not an English student although I once was) but I believe the reason for the lack of punctuation and breaks in the text is to throw you into the world of these people who can simply hear voices being thrown at them along with all the sounds of the world around them. Maybe.<br /><br />Once you get past looking at a wall of text and instead begin to read you find you soon begin to get into the story and never really miss conventional punctuation, except for maybe once or twice when it's a struggle to realise who is talking. Although this adds to how you feel the confusion of these blind characters.<br /><br />It is a bit disturbing, there's struggle, rape, death, faeces and all manner of grossness. It shows the complete break down of humanity and that people will do anything to survive. It's well worth reading if you can put up with the writing style.<br /><br />It's now been made into a film, I'd very much like to see it. A friend told me it was a weird film, I wouldn't expect anything less. <br /><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Blindness-Jose-Saramago/dp/1860466850">Buy on Amazon</a>Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-18987046637351148452011-01-13T21:06:00.000+00:002011-01-13T21:06:19.770+00:00Jessie J<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i.thisislondon.co.uk/i/pix/2011/01/JessieJ_415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="277" src="http://i.thisislondon.co.uk/i/pix/2011/01/JessieJ_415.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I first heard 'Do it like a dude' in November and it wasn't really on my radar, just the sort of Urban pop that I tend to gloss over. It's edgy, sounds a bit crass and the vocals in it are rather annoying. But that doesn't stop me from feeling like I like Jessie J.<br /><br />So today I took it upon myself to listen to more than just that one, overplayed song.<br /><br />There are a few on her MySpace page. She has an amazing voice, very soulful. You can certainly tell that she has a West End background. I was listening to a song called Casualty of Love and finding myself just sitting and becoming absorbed in the music.<br /><br />It's still that slightly urban pop-ballad sound but it's brilliantly put together in a way that gives me goosebumps. There's feeling and emotion in that voice, which isn't a big surprise when you <u><a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-12127693">read</a></u> what she's been through in her life.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="306" width="500"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pOf3kYtwASo?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pOf3kYtwASo?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="306"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I can't work out if she's hot and I can't work out if she's a chav. While I think I like what I hear and see I'd like to see what else Jessie J gives us in 2011. I've no doubts that she'll be massive but I'd like to hear more of that pretty voice and a little less of someone trying to be edgy.</div></div>Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-13738879748712534092011-01-12T12:47:00.000+00:002011-01-12T12:47:26.502+00:00Maroon 5's Adam Levine strips off for Cosmo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/145/l_53df7c2839ff406e8ce3305502cd904f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/145/l_53df7c2839ff406e8ce3305502cd904f.jpg" width="298" /></a></div><br />Maroon 5 are one of those bands who aren't really on my radar. I vaguely recall liking their songs once and thinking their singer was hot. Look at this, Adam Levine, naked.<br /><br />I had a whole post worked out in my head but as I write this I'm staring at the lower half of this image. I've no idea what I was going to say.<br /><br />It's all to raise awareness for cancer. Well done. I now like Maroon 5. This man is hot.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-3259660906343033682011-01-12T11:06:00.000+00:002011-01-12T11:06:27.882+00:00Why Currys are such wankers<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.tfa.co.uk/resources/image/Currys_logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="96" src="http://www.tfa.co.uk/resources/image/Currys_logo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>You know they are wankers, everyone with any semblance of tech-sense does. So, I really have no idea why I bought my DSLR and my laptop from them.<br /><br />We also bought our television from them. That broke within about a week of having it, the Techguys took it away and even after 28 days and not hearing anything back from them despite numerous phonecalls we went into the store and demanded a new TV. Well, we got one and the manager was very helpful.<br /><br />Four months later we get a card through the door saying Currys had fixed our TV and wanted to deliver it. This is all despite the fact that we'd made it clear that Currys would make sure that our account was cleared so we'd have nothing to do with them.<br /><br />Laptop goes away to them and two weeks later I get a phone call to say that it is fixed. The paperwork I got back with it didn't really give much info other than the fact that they'd run diagnostics on everything except the hard drive. Considering the thing was throwing up a blue screen and not bothing to boot Windows I thought it might've been worth checking that but I am not a computer tech. Feel free to give me any technical explanations.<br /><br />Laptop works, great. I can get back to writing. It looks like all they did was reinstall Windows along with a fuck load of shitty games, I uninstalled those first off. My username was now Techguys and my computer name techguys-PC. I'm sorry but isn't that a little unprofessional? I'm glad you've established that it works but can you not just reel it back a bit so I can have my own username and go through all the prelim setup?<br /><br />New account created, Techguys deleted and computer name changed to Yavin (despite not being a big Star Wars fan all my computers seem to have related names.) Yet when I install a piece of software and it asks for registration details it always puts my computer name down as techguys-PC.<br /><br />Is it wrong to be appalled by that? It's my fucking PC!<br /><br />MS Office is on there but it doesn't work, click on it and nothing happens. I need to look into this more and it was only a trial (which I wangled into the full version but that's irrelevant) but seriously, why?<br /><br />Then the screen starts flickering, going to black. Mr. Wilde updates graphics card drivers and installs 55 Windows updates, all is fine. He then installed the touch pad drivers so I can use the pad to scroll. He installs the program that relates to the touch screen bit at the top of the keyboard so I can control my volume once again. (He also bound Thunderbird to the 'P' key that's up there, it used to open up some sort of backup thing, now it's actually useful.)<br /><br />Webcam drivers and software were installed and I was ready to go. I'm sorry but did you do half a fucking job on this, you little ballsacks? I'd rather it had taken the whole 28 days to fix the laptop so it could come back working perfectly, as if it were new.<br /><br />So they took the time to reinstall all the shitty Packard Bell software and Norton and leave me driverless? What's the fucking point?<br /><br />I could've just reinstalled Windows without giving a thought to drivers and all that shit.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-28896905523668425132011-01-10T12:41:00.001+00:002011-01-10T12:42:13.659+00:00Musical Wilde<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://rarerborealis.com/wordpressblog/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/guitar_solo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="273" src="http://rarerborealis.com/wordpressblog/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/guitar_solo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I used to be very heavily involved in the music industry, I was a music journalist and label manager. Recently, a career and writing and stuff has got in the way of me even listening to new music. So, in an attempt to fill this blog and expand my musical mind (again) I'm going to start reviewing bands.<br /><br />You might have guessed from the rather questionable content on this blog that these reviews might not be all that normal. Well, I've decided to only review great or shit bands, simply because what's the point in writing about something if it just makes you think 'meh'?<br /><br />I'm going to put my tastes aside (although I'm hoping to discover a lot more classicrockesque bands) so I can deliver all sorts of phenomenal music to you for aural stimulation.<br /><br />So, bands/artists/dude with a keyboard please get in touch with me via my new, shiny <a href="http://www.myspace.com/veerwilde">MySpace page</a>. <br /><br /><i>"What's that, like a porn site?"</i><br /><br />Or comment here with something witty and a link to your music.Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-71882309519716178012011-01-01T12:26:00.001+00:002011-01-01T12:26:13.352+00:00New Year DisappointmentsI'm currently in Scotland, a place if the biggest NYE celebrations and yet I had the crappest most anti climactic evening ever. The worst part was the bar we were in, it was quiet there were only a handful of people in there. At half eleven the DJ began counting down to the new year, every minute then every half a minute. Then instead if turning off the music and putting something on the screen like the celebrations is Edinburgh, he simply did a count down and that was that. <br/> <br/> The issue is that the alternative was an open air concert with bands, fireworks and all sorts of awesome. But noooo we couldn't go there because it would be too cold and there would be no where to sit. Well sitting was Fucking boring. <br/> <br/> I'm so gutted and so pissed off. I'm not going to rant about individual people, can't be arses but ky night was ruined. Mr. Wilde and I were on the verge of tears. We did walk home with one of the group, which was fabulous. And then drank until 4am but I'm still gutted. We aren't going to be able to do anything interesting this week. I want to go for a hike but one person won't want to and what she wants she gets. <br/> <br/> Fuck. <div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5</div>Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560482096035388639.post-69370560306586562992010-12-23T13:30:00.000+00:002010-12-23T13:30:55.063+00:00It's Christmas!<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cWgwTe01kMU?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cWgwTe01kMU?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Merry Christmas!</span></b></div>Veer Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14207625684106067701noreply@blogger.com0